Tweeting and yelping and posting and texting
so much to say
words flying, tumbling, and flung fast
landing so loudly
I cannot hear the song of your voice
knock on my door
at least let me try to hear your words
as they fall from your mouth
with nothing added but fresh air
© Ali Grimshaw
I so appreciate hearing your reflection. Thank you for reading.
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the song of your voice…with nothing added but fresh air
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